Lang Jun is coming

Prince Daxing rode his horse in the street, all the old and young women and children in Huaijing were furious, and officials from Miyagi kept coming in and out.But seeing that the lights were on and the children's money was paid, the palace city became calm, as if nothing had happened.

Pei Lian had been busy all day, and had lunch in the palace.Now Dama came out from Taichang Temple, walked through the two corridors of the inner hall and went up to Yujie Street, the voices of the people were full of indignation, and even the atmosphere of the New Year's Eve was slightly diluted.It was even heard that a middle-aged man rushed into the Duxing post to make Prince Daxing pay for his life, but in the end he was temporarily imprisoned.

The imperial court did not question the murderer who rode the horse, but took action against his own people, which inevitably caused another wave of injustice.

"The imperial court is like a coward, and we still have to suffer from this bird's anger for nothing!"

In the wine shop, a strong man raised his head and drank all the wine in the jar, and even the jar fell to the ground with a crackling sound.His angry face trembled, and he wiped the wine stains from the corners of his mouth with his coarse linen shirt, and said: "I'll catch Prince Shilaogou and make him kowtow to apologize!"

After speaking, he picked up the hammer on the table and walked out of the wine shop with somewhat frivolous steps.

The servants running errands in the store and the customers stood up one after another to dissuade them.

"You can't do it. Someone was detained for this an hour ago."

They hurriedly blocked it, but the other party was like a cow in terms of size and temper.The people didn't stop, but they kept retreating towards the door.

Someone was more clever, and immediately shouted: "Wang Ping, it doesn't matter if you were arrested by the government, your wife is gone?"

Wang Ping is a blacksmith on this street, and the whole Huaijing has heard of his good work.If any family needs some ironware, they basically go to him.He is usually decent, but stubborn.

Hearing these words, Wang Ping really paused, and before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, he said with a stern look on his face: "If there is something good or bad, I hope the neighbors and folks will tell my wife and let her remarry."

In Heng Dynasty, the atmosphere was open, and it was common for women to remarry.What's more, there are some who give their husbands divorce papers.

The errand boy was horrified when he heard this, and just as he stood in front of Wang Ping, he was knocked over by his palm.

Wang Ping walked unimpeded among the crowd, but just as he stepped out of the wine shop, the arm holding the hammer was suddenly bound.

The surroundings suddenly fell silent, everyone fell silent, and their eyes fell on Wang Ping's arm.

That hand was slender and shiny like white porcelain jade, with well-defined joints, like a scholar's hand.The hand seemed to be placed on the arm casually, but it happened that Wang Ping, who was extremely strong, couldn't move anymore.

Wang Ping's heart was on fire, and he couldn't help looking along.

First, the sleeves with eight halo patterns, and then there is a man with an ivory white round collar and a gentle and elegant face.

The man in front of him had his black hair tied up with a hosta, and wore a black gauze to wipe his forehead. He stood with his hands behind his back and stared at him with a smile on his face.

"Which family's scholar, block my way."

Wang Ping broke free secretly, not paying attention to this "fragile" person.

"A strong man should be bloody, but he uses the wrong place."

Pei Lian was passing by on the road at first, but he didn't expect to encounter such a thing that had to be done.

He didn't want to see more people in the prison of Dali Temple on New Year's Day.

Heng Chao has always respected scholars, and the emperor also ruled the world with civil officials.But when this incident happened, Wang Ping felt that this literary person was annoying.Unavoidably, his tone became a bit harsh, "You literati are greedy for life and afraid of death, and dare not touch that dog prince. I, Wang Ping, are not afraid of a rough man!"

His other hand, which was not holding anything, patted his chest, and suddenly beads of sweat slowly oozed from his forehead.

From outsiders' point of view, Wang Ping respected Pei Lian and hadn't used any violence.

But Wang Ping, the person involved, suddenly sank in his heart, his eyes were filled with disbelief.No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free.

Coupled with Pei Lian's still calm appearance, he looked even more like a monster in his eyes.

They confronted each other for a long time, and waited until Wang Ping was sweating profusely and felt that he was going to collapse, the other party stopped.He heaved a sigh of relief, and after sweating, most of his bloodiness had disappeared long ago.The sanity lost by the drink gradually returned.Only then did he realize that he almost ran into a catastrophe.

It was a pleasure for him to rush into Duxing post and kill Prince Daxing. Later, if Daxing used an excuse to use troops against Heng Dynasty, he would become a sinner.

Seeing that Wang Ping's mood had calmed down, Pei Lian cupped his hands and said calmly, "If you can't bear it, you will make a big mess."

There was a pause in the speech, Pei Lianyue's bright and clear eyes slowly became as deep and unfathomable as lake water, and her tone of voice was still calm and no abnormalities could be picked out.

"If people don't attack me, I won't attack them. If people attack me, I will attack them. Strong men don't worry, just wait three more days."

After all, he quickly got on his horse and asked Wang Ping, who hadn't gotten over it yet.

"Momentary blood will not only fail to serve the country, but will cause trouble. A strong man has a good backbone, why should he choose the worst path?"

After just two sentences, Wang Ping suddenly raised his head as if thinking of something, but saw that the man had already galloped away.It is the direction of the north of the city.

The crowd behind them gasped involuntarily.

The shoulder was patted, Wang Ping turned his head, the store owner was excited and apprehensive, his voice trembling.

"It's good that you're an idiot, you didn't get rough. Seeing that the man is going to the north of the city, he should be an official of the imperial court."

After the shopkeeper finished speaking, he clicked his tongue in admiration, "As expected of a scholar, he was born like a Wenqu star descending to earth."

Wang Ping stood where he was, the arm that was held just now was hot and painful.He opened his sleeves and took a look.On the sun-tanned skin, there were a few more obvious bluish-white fingerprints.

Seeing this, the nagging shopkeeper was immediately dumbfounded.